Su Wanwan was pregnant with her second child. During her pregnancy, she was particularly sleepy and had a big appetite. During this time, Jiang Shengjun did nothing but stay by her side.
Ye Zhao's case is still unresolved; they are still gathering evidence.
Ouyang Maomao also fled abroad and has not been found.
As for Fu Yan, almost eight months have passed, and he is still obsessed with Ouyang Maomao. When everyone suspects that Ouyang Maomao killed his sister, he does not believe it. After being unable to contact Ouyang Maomao and suffering from the shock, he went insane.
At Su Wanwan's urging, Jiang Shengjun also stopped using a private doctor and followed the procedure, accompanying Su Wanwan to prenatal checkups every week. Watching the children grow up step by step, he was as excited as a child every time.
The hospital was filled with laughter and joy, and beautiful colorful clouds appeared outside the window.
Su Wanwan was born when she was 24 years old.
They had agreed before the baby was born that if it was a girl, she would take Su Wanwan's surname, and if it was a boy, he would take Jiang Shengjun's surname.
As a result, Su Wanwan gave birth to twins, both girls.
One is named Su Xiaoli, and the other is named Su Xiaoqing.
Jiang Shengjun was so happy that he made her a bunch of delicious food.
The Jiang family members also came to see her.
The family was filled with joy and happiness on the day of the full-month celebration.
Su Yu and Su Yuan are almost a year old. The children are fussy, and he doesn't want to take them to his aunt's house to bother her.
So Su Yu and Su Yuan slept with Jiang Shengjun every day, and they became very close to him.
That night, Su Wanwan was resting in bed. Jiang Shengjun had just comforted Su Xiaoli and Su Xiaoqing when Su Yu and Su Yuan started crying again because of weaning.
Seeing how busy he was, Su Wanwan went over and picked up Su Yuan, saying, "I'll help you comfort her too. Look at how flustered you are."
Jiang Shengjun was at his wits' end. "When the children, Su Yu and Su Yuan, grow up, I will definitely not let Ouyang Maomao take them away again! They are the fruits of my labor."
Su Wanwan smiled and replied, "I don't know where Ouyang Maomao is now. She hasn't come back yet. Do you think she might really be the murderer and have fled to avoid punishment? But why would she kill Fu Ning?"
After coaxing Su Yu to sleep, Jiang Shengyun went over and gently patted Su Wanwan: "Alright, sweetie, this is a matter for the police to consider. You get some rest. I'll get up every hour to make milk powder for Su Xiaoli and Su Xiaoqing."
Su Wanwan turned to him and pinched his cheek: "Look how thin you've gotten, and you have dark circles under your eyes. Go to sleep. We'll take turns feeding you during the day and I'll feed you at night."
Jiang Shengjun refused: "That won't do. It will mess up your time difference. Don't you want to take on acting roles in the future? How about this, you feed me during the day, and I'll feed me at night. Once you're filming, I'll hire a nanny. Or, when my aunt is free, she can help us both, right?"
"But……"
"No buts. Wives are meant to be cherished, not treated like maids. Go to sleep now, your husband will take care of everything."
The back-and-forth of concern and tug-of-war between the two caught Su Wanwan off guard.
But she still felt sorry for Jiang Shengjun, so she placed the sleeping Su Yuan in her arms on the small bed with railings, and went to Jiang Shengjun's side and said:
"Alright, Mr. Jiang, do you still want to stay together forever and grow old together? If you do, then don't work so hard, it will shorten your lifespan. Go to sleep, I'm not sleepy, I'll wake you when I do. I'll think about my own things after the child turns one year old. I'm only 24 this year, 30 is the age of establishment, so I still have 5 years before I turn 30."
Jiang Shengjun was pushed onto the bed by Su Wanwan, and had no choice but to go to sleep as she wished. He fell asleep as soon as he lay down.
Looking at him sleeping soundly, Su Wanwan felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
This kind of life continued for half a year. One day after half a year, Jiang Shengjun's childhood sweetheart, Jiang Rou, who had shoulder-length short hair, came to his home to find him.
Inside the courtyard, the cherry trees were ripe and red. Jiang Rou asked Jiang Shengjun, "Have you found the key to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with Su Wanwan?"
Jiang Shengjun's expression was calm, exuding a serene and loving fatherly aura. He said, "Wanwan doesn't know about the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and I don't plan to look for her anymore."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Rou began to scold him: "Are you crazy? Grandpa adopted me as his goddaughter because he hoped that I would help you find the key to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and then destroy it."
Jiang Shengyun said, "Over the years I've been with Wanwan, the popularity of Yangxin Hall seems to have decreased. Everyone has become more relaxed in recent years, and it hasn't reached the point where people fight to the point of bankruptcy, murder, and arson like before."
Jiang Rou said, "Zhao Xunhuai has been released from prison."
Jiang Shengjun paused in silence. "You just share the same name as Zhao Xunhuai's wife, how do you know so much about other people's affairs?"
"You and I both know that Zhao Xunhuai has always been ruthless in achieving his goals, even if it means using any means necessary to obtain the key to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. She approached Su Wanwan back then for the sake of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Did you approach Su Wanwan not for the sake of the Hall of Mental Cultivation? You've been so good to her for the past two years, is it really just pure love?"
Jiang Rou's series of questions caused Su Wanwan, who was on the balcony upstairs, to feel a pang of pain in her heart.
But Jiang Shengyun's answer gave her a moment of peace.
Standing under the cherry tree, Jiang Shengjun picked one for her. "Would you like to try one?"
Jiang Rou said arrogantly, "No, don't think that just because you're trying to coax me, I'll forgive you."
Jiang Shengjun said, "Have one, it's delicious."
Jiang Rou picked one herself, tasted it, and said, "Hmm, it's quite fresh and sweet."
Jiang Shengjun took this opportunity to express his true feelings: "I picked this cherry tree for Wanwan. When it was transplanted, the roots were too deep and some roots were not completely dug out, which almost caused it to die. It was because she took care of the tree every day that it survived."
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